In the early morning, as the sun just peeked out from the sky, casting rays of light, everyone on the snowy plain gradually woke up from their dreams, slowly becoming active in the camp.
“…” Tallulah, lying on the bed in the tent, slowly opened her eyes.
However, unlike her usual early awakenings…
her eyes were now filled not only with confusion but also with sadness and guilt.
But when her gaze focused and she clearly saw the scene before her, her pupils instantly constricted…
her face filled with shock.
Subsequently, Tallulah quickly sat up, wanting to check the current situation, and just then, the sensation and pull from her tail made her involuntarily turn her head to look.
When she clearly saw the cute Little Girl hugging her tail, her previous memories instantly flooded back, making her understand what had happened.
But precisely because her previous memories returned, Tallulah’s mood became even more shocked.
She looked down at her palms, muttering softly: “Is this…
the magic of the painting?” “Ugh…
Ta…
Tallulah.” As if sensing movement from the person beside her, Griseo stirred slightly, then tightened her grip on Tallulah’s tail, and mumbled sleepily.
“Hoo—” Hearing this, after exhaling a deep breath, Tallulah stopped moving her tail, letting Griseo continue to hug it.
Then she reached out and gently stroked Griseo’s soft hair, as if confirming her reality.
?
At this moment, even with all her memories returned, Tallulah still felt a sense of being in a different world.
In her dream last night, she had personally experienced going from having everything to having nothing…
Unlike Alina’s observer perspective, everything Tallulah dreamed last night felt as if she had personally experienced it.
Whether it was Alina’s death, her own sorrow and hatred, or finally being controlled by the Black Serpent and allowing her companions to die one by one…
it all felt incredibly real.
So real that when Tallulah first opened her eyes, she began to doubt if she had been reborn, reborn two years ago…
However, she also noticed that the events on her side were not entirely the same as in the dream.
There was an extra…
cute but very powerful Little one who changed the course of the story.
“I originally thought Alina was exaggerating, but I didn’t expect…” Withdrawing her hand from stroking Griseo’s soft hair, Tallulah scoffed to herself in a voice only she could hear.
“?-?)” Although very sleepy, because someone kept touching her little head, Griseo finally slowly opened her eyes, half-closed, to check the current situation.
But when Tallulah’s face came into view…
“???)” Startled, Griseo’s sleepiness immediately dissipated quite a bit.
But she quickly reacted, remembering that the things on Tallulah’s face were actually her own doing.
“Ah, I’m sorry, I was a little emotional and woke you up.” Looking at Griseo, who had been startled by her, Tallulah subconsciously softened her voice, then said softly.
“Ugh…
It’s okay, Tallulah Big Sister, are you getting up so early?” As she spoke, Griseo rubbed her large, violet eyes, which were half-open and still heavy with sleep, and sat up.
“Hmm, it’s about time.
It’s almost time for breakfast.” Nodding gently, Tallulah reached out again and patted Griseo’s little head.
“I also plan to go talk to Alina in a while.
Griseo, thank you for your painting.” “Mm…
looks like it was of some use.” “No, it was more than just’some use.’ It really helped a lot.” Hearing the Little Girl’s words, Tallulah felt quite helpless, even a bit amused yet exasperated.
After all, what seemed like such a powerful effect to her was dismissed by Griseo with a light, casual comment about it being “of some use.” The dream had faded…
none of the events in reality had occurred, yet Tallulah’s mindset had become more mature and balanced.
At this moment, Tallulah the fighter, having abandoned her naive thoughts, had returned.
She would treat reality as a new life, forsake illusions, begin the struggle, and lead the Reunion Movement forward.
“…” Listening to Tallulah’s words and observing the mature aura that had grown upon her overnight.
Griseo blinked her large eyes and began to seriously consider the consequences of being caught drawing on Tallulah’s face.
After thinking for a while, the Little Girl concluded that the worst that would happen was a scolding, and that Alina might even protect her.
Having reached this conclusion, she quickly set her mind at ease…
Then, as if remembering something else, Griseo opened her system panel and took a peek at the unlock progress for Mobius.
Hmm…
48%.
This progress was quite a bit higher than she had imagined, but it wasn’t entirely unexpected.
You have to understand that the painting Griseo made last night didn’t just affect the Black Snake within Tallulah; it affected his entire consciousness.
As long as there was a connection, nothing could escape…
The power of Griseo’s painting was just that overbearing, especially since she used the Black Snake’s own colors, making the impact on him even more potent.
Previously, when Griseo felt that “Griseo” couldn’t get rid of the Black Snake, it wasn’t that she truly couldn’t, but rather that she had no method or opportunity to do so.
Because although she knew Tallulah was possessed by the Black Snake and could see some differences with her eyes, she had never actually seen the Black Snake itself.
Under these circumstances, even though Griseo’s painting could influence the Black Snake, she had no way to paint him out and seal him into the painting.
So, yesterday was truly a stroke of luck.
By pure coincidence, the Black Snake fell into the trap and manifested himself, allowing the Little Girl to swoop in and take advantage of the situation.
However, Griseo didn’t plan on telling Tallulah this good news just yet.
As for the reason, she hadn’t finished plucking the snake scales yet, and besides…
she was sleepy again.
This body’s sleep schedule was just too healthy.
She hadn’t felt it while immersed in painting last night, but now, she was really just focused on being sleepy.
“Little Griseo, I thought you went to sleep quite early yesterday?
Why are you so sleepy this early in the morning?” Tallulah asked curiously, watching Griseo relax her body and prepare to lie back down on the bed.
“Mm…
because I painted two more pictures last night and didn’t sleep.” By the time she finished speaking, Griseo had already collapsed back onto the bed.
“Huh?
Why did you suddenly paint two more pictures?
And children shouldn’t stay up late, definitely not all night!” “Wu…
mhm, Ta-rua, goodnight…” Listening to Tallulah’s lecture by her ear, Griseo responded softly a few times before closing her eyes once again.
It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”